Tuesday, September 11, 2012
One Fine Day!
If you follow my posts you may have caught the one where I mentioned my Big Mac attack that was thwarted by the Boss. (She had screamed in the drive-thru line-up just as I was about to pick up my food from the window. I couldn't deal with her meltdown and the line-up wasn't moving so I just drove out of line and went home, starving.) Well, on Monday I actually got to purchase my Big Mac meal! Michelle stayed asleep! Some of it was luck. Some of it was skillful planning.
It was late afternoon and I decided we should go for a walk. Michelle was fed and changed. She was due for a nap and she usually loves the stroller. I figured that would set her up for a nice nap so maybe she'd let me make some dinner (she doesn't always let me eat. It's a challenge.) So we had a nice walk around the neighbourhood. It was a perfect day. Blue sky, bright and sunny but not too hot, a beautiful cool autumn breeze. When I got home she was sound asleep. Even when I removed the carseat from the stroller. I wondered if she'd let me make dinner. Then I thought. OMG I could get McDonalds! "Now's your chance!" I thought. So instead of going into the house, I put the carseat in the car and headed to McD's. Fingers crossed. This time, it's like the Universe was helping me along. Everything fell into place. I got all green lights, Michelle stayed asleep and there was no line-up at the drive-thru. Not one car! A miracle! (Mind you it was pretty early. Just turning 5:00 PM). I placed my order, paid for it and got it without a peep from Michelle who was still miraculously off in dreamland in the backseat. I kept checking the rearview mirror in disbelief that her eyes were still closed. I can't tell you how happy I was to have my little brown bag and to nibble those delectable shoestring fries on my way home! With the car window rolled down, a beautiful cool breeze blowing through my hair, the baby sleeping like an angel in the rearview mirror and hot, salty perfect french fries in my mouth, I was on top of the world. Yes I can appreciate the simple things now. Like just being able to go to a drive-thru without incident. To be able to drive home in peace, without a banshee shrieking in the backseat.
I called my Mom and sounded so happy she thought I'd won a lottery. I said no I just finally got to have McDonalds after craving it for weeks. Of course the Big Mac was cold by the time I actually got to eat it (Michelle was hungry by that point and while the nursing pillow does allow me to do other things while nursing, I didn't feel comfortable eating a hamburger over her head. The Big Mac can be messy!)